Rebirth of Adorable Immortal Journey

"This seat is going out tomorrow... You and this seat are together. We will set off early in the morning. If there is no accident, we will return in seven days."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ran immediately responded, "Yes."

He promised so readily that Qiao Heng raised his eyes slightly: "Don't you ask where you are going?"

The young man who saw His Highness immediately replied: "Wherever the ancestor goes, the disciple will go there!"

——You just cut Xiao Yi that old bastard today, he must have exploded... If you don't follow you closely at this time, and stay alone in Qingyumen, doesn't that leave Xiao Yi with a chance to find fault?

Xiao Ran is not stupid, he knows very well that it is safest to be by Qiao Heng's side at this time - no matter where he is going, he will follow him!

Although Xiao Ran was not curious about where they were going tomorrow, Qiao Heng still told him the destination.

"My ancestor is going to Huxi Mountain?" Isn't that the territory of Yulingzong?

"En." Jianxiu nodded.

So far, Xiao Ran didn't expect Qiao Heng to reveal more things.

It was impossible for him to inquire about the purpose of the ancestor Huashen's trip, so he took the initiative to leave and said: "The disciple will retreat first, so as not to disturb the ancestor's rest." After speaking, he hugged the little fur ball, saluted Qiao Heng, and then withdrew into his bedroom.

Coming out of Qiao Heng's dormitory, he took the little fur ball for a walk around, Xiao Ran was thinking about this all the way.

He used to be a demon cultivator and had the blood of an ancient great demon. There are also many classics on this subject in the Wuji Palace. Of course he knows about the Imperial Beast Sect.

Yulingzong and Qingyumen are both big sects of cultivation in the lower realm. Because of a great chance, the founder of the sect formed a contract with the Transcending Tribulation Monster Beast in the body of God Transformation, which was very popular at that time.

In the following nearly 2000 years, the Yuling Sect based on Huxi Mountain developed.

——Qiao Heng is a sword cultivator, the greatest magic weapon is his natal spirit sword, and he can also walk with the sword. It stands to reason that he shouldn't need monsters to help him... Then he has to travel thousands of miles before the Dao Discussion Conference If you ran to Huxi Mountain, you wouldn't be sending invitations, would you? !

——And he was talking about Huxi Mountain, but not Yulingzong, so it shows that the purpose of his trip has nothing to do with Yulingzong...

Soon, Xiao Ran roughly guessed what Qiao Heng was going to do, so he was a little relieved.

——It’s just to go shopping, it shouldn’t be too dangerous... In short, you don’t need to go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire!

The strength of a sword cultivator is related to the state, and also related to the situation of the natal spirit sword...

As far as Xiao Ran guessed, Qiao Heng was going to Huxi Mountain suddenly, maybe he got some gossip, looking for a treasure that could forge his natal spirit sword... just like the tiger tooth that Xiao Ran was carrying.

After figuring out the joints, Xiao Ran felt relieved, put the little fur ball on the ground, watched it play,

Because of the effect of the spirit gathering array, the bare ground near the cliff began to grow plants.

After all, the little fur ball is a monster, and its nature likes nature, so it quickly "mingled" with a bush of dogtail grass.

Xiao Ran conveniently pulled one from the ground, teased the little guy with the fur tassels in front, knocked on its little ears, poked its little butt again and again, as hateful as it could be.

This natural teasing stick obviously aroused all the enthusiasm of the little furball.

The little milk voice of "ooooooooooooooooow" became very clear on the empty cliff, even Qiao Heng in the bedroom could hear the joyful mood of the little furball at the moment.

Qiao Heng: "..." He didn't even need to use his spiritual sense to look, he knew that the little milk cat was having fun with (being) Xiao Ran.

But the little hairball is happy, but the dogtail grasses that have just grown are about to cry.

Pounce, grab, bite, pull... The small claws that can crush even stones quickly crushed these fragile herbs, and the ground was covered with broken grass, which had a tragic feeling of "death".

After a while, when the piece of dogtail grass was almost "damaged", Xiao Ran threw the remaining pole on the ground, picked up the little fur ball he had been playing with for a long time, patted its little buttocks, and wiped the dust away. shoot off.

"Okay, enough fun, go back to the room and sleep ~ Tomorrow we will go out with our ancestors ~"

A certain swordsman who has excellent hearing and accidentally noticed the movement outside: "..."

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Because it would take several days to go back and forth, it was impossible for Qiao Heng to take Xiao Ran away without saying goodbye—otherwise, he might be misunderstood and elope with his disciple!

Early in the morning, he called Song Yaoqi and Yin Peng over via sound transmission, and said that he had something to deal with and needed to leave Qingyumen for a few days, and told them to deal with the affairs of the cliff cave.

"Don't worry, Patriarch, this disciple must take good care of the affairs of the cave."

The two chief executives didn't show what they thought in their hearts, at least on the surface they expressed that they would work hard and fulfill their duties.

There are still some follow-up tasks in Xiao Ran's Spirit Gathering Formation that have not been completed. After such a long trip, it is obviously impossible to finish it by himself, so it is also handed over to Song Yin.

"Don't worry about Master Xiao, I will step up supervision and never let them slack off. I also wish the ancestor and Master Xiao a smooth trip." Song Yaoqi cupped his hands and said to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran returned the courtesy and said: "Then I will leave things to Song Zhangshi and Yin Zhangshi."

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After explaining what should be explained, Qiao Heng didn't delay anymore, and immediately left Qingyumen with Xiao Ran Yujian.

Because he had a prejudice against sword cultivators before and didn't like dealing with them, so in his two lifetimes, it was the first time Xiao Ran rubbed someone else's flying sword.

That sword was not Qiao Heng's natal sword Dragon Yin, but another giant sword named Feiyuan.

After being stimulated by the spiritual power, its shape soared several times, and it was more than enough for two grown men to stand on it.

Flying with a sword requires a lot of spiritual and physical strength for a monk, and a small foundation builder like Xiao Ran will feel strenuous after standing on it for a while.

As for the little fur ball, he didn't dare to let it out to let it blow out.

Gritting his teeth and persisting for a while, Xiao Ran finally gave up completely.

——Meow meow, this body is so tm delicate!If you want to change to the original body of the deity, how can you be afraid of such a little wind? !

Out of respect, he originally kept a little distance from Qiao Heng, but now he can't care about anything else, if he falls from exhaustion, it will be a great fun!

Xiao Ran secretly moved forward, wanting to use the Ancestor of Transformation God to shield him from the wind.

The movement he made was not small, of course Qiao Heng noticed it immediately, but the sword repairer in front remained silent, acquiescing to Xiao Ran's behavior.

So, a certain Xiaoxiu who likes to climb along the pole immediately magnified this "acquiescence" several times, regarded it as "encouragement", and simply took a few big steps forward, almost directly sticking to Qiao Heng's back, still thick Face stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, trying to use his strength to stand still.

When Xiao Ran got closer, Qiao Heng frowned slightly.

When he got up "hands and feet", Qiao Heng tensed up instantly.

Before Qiao Heng could say anything, Xiao Ran spoke first: "Patriarch, slow down, this disciple can't take it anymore."

Qiao Heng: "..."

Because of a certain oil bottle, it took them three days to complete the original two-day trip.

But Qiao Heng is used to Yujian, and he doesn't even have a few teleportation charms on him, so he can't choose naturally.

When they arrived at Huxi Mountain, the Jubao Pavilion business fair had already started.

These three days were also a torment for Xiao Ran, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he fell on the bed moaning as soon as he arrived at his residence.

The monk who received them didn't dare to look at Qiao Heng, but the expression on his face was very strange, and he was amazed in his heart that this mighty man is really... so wild!

——Didn't you see that his little servant was completely overwhelmed?Maybe it's been day and night... no rest, it's been intense!

A sword cultivator who noticed the monk's expression: "..."

Qiao Heng originally wanted to leave Xiao Ran to rest at his residence and go to the shopping mall by himself.

Who knew that Xiaoxiu Zhuji, who was about to die just now, immediately rushed over to express his opinion: "Disciple must be by the ancestor's side... How can you do it when you are away from home and have no one to serve you?"

—don't try to leave him!He also wants to see those auctioned treasures!Even if you can't buy it, just watch the excitement! ! !

——It's rare to come out to let the wind go, who wants to lie on the bed? ! !

Qiao Heng looked at someone who was grinning secretly because of his sore body, and finally did not reprimand him, but threw a robe to him.

When Xiao Ran caught the inconspicuous robe, he heard the man say: "Put it on."